My wife and I always seemed to get along and then things changed, she started to get headaches all the time and we began to argue about dumb stuff and...our sex life has began to suffer a lot. If I bring it up it?s the same old story about me always pushing her and not really caring that she is in pain. It?s just hard to watch her jump out of bed and get dressed in tight pants, making sure she looks perfect, her monthly hair appointments and her visits to a plastic surgeon. she can?t hardly wait. ”“I found that out,” I said and I truly was amazed at how much came out of him.“It’s been a while but, hey, thank you.” He looked into my eyes. “Can I return the favor?”“Yes please,” I said and he suggested going to his bedroom.The house was stunning and cool with the air conditioner working its magic. Naked, dripping water, we jumped right onto his big bed and I put my legs on his shoulders as he ate me like it was his last meal. He put two fingers inside and worked them around, smiling at me. ‘Who is this?’ ‘Tim, don’t you recognize my voice? It’s me, Amy Decker.’ Oh my God! Amy! I had known Amy since junior high and she was quite simply the most desirable girl I had ever met. She had been beautiful, outgoing, self-assured and had always seemed to have a crowd around her. Head cheerleader, Prom queen, you name it – she’d been the most popular girl in the school. The problem was that for most of the time she had known me, she would never so much as give me the time of day. It was. All the while they were kept naked and chained, whether they were on the deck of a barge on the Yangtze Kiang or whether they were tossed over a horse. They were both on full display to the excited crowd that always gathered wherever they stopped.Both were prodded and poked and many a woman weighed the gwailo?s sexual parts in her hands to measure up how they compared to the local men in terms of form and size.The sun beat down and both men became tanned as they never had the use of the.